Just think of this guy as an ordinary evil spirit.
One after another, they showed off their trump cards.
Stealing heads.
Being a demon, that is quite an experience.
The colorful impacting spiritual power crashed into the son of the true devil [Yingli] like a rainbow piercing the sun.
A ball made of condensed spiritual energy.
A flying sword transformed from spiritual energy.
A slap as big as a truck.
…
Various.
All rushed towards Yingli.
"Boom~"
The power of the attack has just arrived.
Light contact.
Then it exploded.
Debris flew everywhere.
The gray fog is stirring!
It's as if several powerful bombs were dropped here.
The power is even greater than before.
This is a serious attack from several players.
"You should die this time!"
They covered their noses to prevent the acrid smell of smoke from entering their mouths.
"It's a wonder that you won't die after receiving such a powerful frontal attack from us!"
He didn't dodge or dodge, he allowed them to attack like this, and he didn't resist. Even the kingly and powerful ones were not so arrogant.
but…
The announcement still did not reveal how many people had killed Yingli.
"Um?"
Several people looked at each other.
What's going on?
"Isn't he dead?"
"Impossible!"
"We each used our unique skills. We can't dodge or evade like this. Even the kingly realm may not be able to withstand it!"
Several people were confused.
Could it be that I encountered a boss?
"Hahaha..." Just as they were wondering, turbulence flew across the sky, and the center of the explosion filled with gray mist let out a sinister laugh.
Laughing wildly.
A contemptuous smile.
"Is this a human being? Is this an attack from a human being? A small trick, nothing more than that!" Along with the sinister smile, there was also sarcasm.
Dismissive mockery.
It's like a dragon taunting a reptile.
"Really not dead?"
"This NPC is really tough, he might be a big boss!"
"I've made it, I've made it..."
When several people heard the taunt, they didn't care and instead laughed out loud.
"If we kill this guy, how many levels will we get in a row?"
"Looking forward to it!"
"If we can't eat anything, please call big brother to come with us!"
They ignored the cynicism of Yingli, the son of the real demon.
Talking to yourself.
Yingli, the son of the real devil, heard this.
Sudden silence!
I didn't expect this group of people to be so unorganized.
Such disrespect for it!
The true devil's holy son has a respected status.
Are you so dismissive?
Damn it!
"Brush~!"
The smoke has not dispersed.
Suddenly a pair of blood-red eyes appeared in the gray fog.
Staring closely at the few humans opposite.
Don't say it.
Those eyes are so scary.
Staring straight at it makes people feel scared.
Immediately afterwards.
Those scarlet eyes suddenly approached.
"Hey~"
Flying out of the gray fog.
Together they saw clearly the owner of the eyes.
It’s Ying Li!
It shot out of the smoke.
Like a discharged gun.
Extremely fast.
There is also a long, soot tail on the back.
Like a rocket launching.
Target.
Those undisciplined players.
Arriving in a blink of an eye.
"Touch~!"
A punch, hitting a human in the face who was trying to block him.
That human being threw a shot put instantly.
It flew out all of a sudden.
Between breaths.
embedded in the ground.
Bleeding from mouth and nose.
Dying.
The player who was knocked down had quickly made a defensive move. Unfortunately, Yingli was too strong and too fast. His defense had not yet formed and he was already knocked away.
This is no ordinary blowjob.
But real harm!
Punch out.
This means that the player's body has also suffered the same damage in reality.
Zhao Xiaohua felt that the injuries she suffered this time were different from those in the past.
In the past, even if his head was cut off, he just felt like he was watching a scene that had nothing to do with him, and there was no sense of crisis.
But this time, he truly felt the crisis of death.
This is not an illusion.
People's sensitivity to life is sometimes very accurate.
He felt that if he died this time, his life would end.
Well! Life in reality will also end!
Dying?
Am I going to die?
But... obviously... this is just a game!
All the knowledge about the God War game came to his mind.
Real harm, loss of life.
He felt it.
"Puff..."
Zhao Xiaohua couldn't help but her mouth and nose began to bleed, and her pale face gradually became livid.
This is a deadly rhythm.
"Little... be careful... this guy... is very weird..." Zhao Xiaohua said these words with difficulty, wanting to remind her friends.
But I saw it from the corner of my eye.
No one is standing anymore…
Oh...no!
In addition to winning away.
Everyone else was already lying on the ground.
Seriously injured and dying.
Yingli's attack speed is extremely fast.
When knocking down Zhao Xiaohua.
The people around him were also knocked down by him in an instant.
Easily.
What kind of terrifying strength?
Each of them feels the same as Zhao Xiaohua.
Dying!
It feels really dead!
It’s not as simple as entering the countdown!
"Haha..." Yingli, the only one standing, was tall.
human form.
But it's different from humans.
Has human facial features.
Eyes as red as the moon.
Ears are like sharp teeth.
Except for part of the skin on the face, everything is covered in scales.
Black scales.
Tall.
Magnificent.
Six arms.
Kyuubi.
Like a demon.
Yingli had a dark look of contempt and glanced condescendingly at the group of players on the ground.
"How great I thought I was, but I turned out to be just a bunch of talkers!"
The way he looks at humans is like looking at a reptile.
It's not done deliberately, nor is it belittled just to show off.
Judging from its demeanor, it seems like it is stating an ordinary thing, a fact.
This is the true aura of a superior person.
The attitude of the strong towards the weak.
"I really don't understand what those old guys are doing. It's just you guys. It's ridiculous that you can make them retreat steadily!" Ying Li said.
A casual glance.
It withdrew its gaze.
He no longer looked at the dying players on the ground.
In Yingli's eyes.
These people are dead.
Turn around lightly.
It is ready to find other more powerful prey.
Hunting the monks of all races in reverse.
But after taking a few steps, it felt the fluctuations in this space.
The steps stopped in mid-air without taking any steps.
Turn back.
Focus on a certain location in the air in front of you.
"Support?"
Bo~!
The air cracks.
A group of people walked out of the space wormhole.
Those people saw the messy battlefield, the players lying on the ground, and the indifferent Son of the True Demon over there.
I was stunned for a moment.
A playful smile appeared in his eyes.
It's not aimed at Yingli.
But it was aimed at Zhao Xiaohua and his party.
"Haha... you were actually defeated by a Yin demon. It's so embarrassing, there are so many people."
"Shame on you!"
"It just so happens that you look so embarrassed."
They don't know what the Son of the True Demon represents.
We are still facing ordinary NPCs.
"Okay, since you called us to help, then we will accept the death, but... you can only watch us take the experience into the bag, who said you have no fighting power!"
"We are just so unkind..."
They are also teammates of Zhao Xiaohua and others.
Game between teammates.
It's normal to tease each other.
Sometimes we even joke around, hurt each other, and trick our teammates.
entertainment entertainment.
As for dying?
You can’t die in the game!
If you die and you are resurrected after a while, what is there to be sad about?
Because of this, some even laugh happily when they see their teammates die.
"Be careful! This demon is very different..." Zhao Xiaohua warned weakly.
However, the teammates who came to support did not take it seriously.
"Tch...how different can it be?"
"You have the nerve to make excuses for your own food!"
"Don't get hurt by him..." Zhao Xiaohua said with difficulty again.
He could hardly speak clearly.
Just the last breath.
"That's natural. Just go and be reincarnated quietly. We will take this head for you, which will be regarded as revenge for you."
"Brothers, I have something urgent, so I won't wait for you!"
"The wound of dragon and snake!"
Boom~
That person was the first to kill.
I want to make the first move.
This move will definitely make other teammates feel angry and frustrated.
They all got angry.
"Shameless, deliberately changing the topic, but actually trying to sneak attack."
"Fuck you!"
Others rushed forward as if they were trying to grab some valuable treasure.
He used all kinds of gorgeous moves to kill him.
but…
The talent of the Son of the True Demon is immunity to spell damage.
Boo hoo hoo…
Yingli sneered.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities!”
Directly facing many attack waves.
Those attacking rays of light that were powerful enough to destroy mountains were just like the spring breeze, blowing past Ying Li's body.
Can't cause any harm.
"No harm?"
Rumble…
In fact, it is harmful, but it is not harmful to Yingli.
After those spiritual attacks passed over Yingli, they hit the open space behind it, and it was like launching a powerful missile.
It flattened a mountain.
"Bang bang bang~"
Then, Yingli stepped forward at extremely high speed, punching, swinging his legs, flicking his tail... his movements were picturesque.
Done in one go.
Ten strikes in one second!
The group of people who rushed forward did not react at all and flew straight away.
"Ahhhh..."
The screams were endless.
Yingli is too strong,
Too terrible.
Especially with the ability to be immune to spells, it is even more rampant.
fear!
One arm.
The last one rushed up and flew out.
Sweep everything.
None of these people have the ability to give him any extra strength.
"Jie Jie... you are too weak... you are not worthy of being my opponent. If you didn't want to keep anyone alive during the war, you wouldn't even be qualified to die in my hands!" Ying Li sneered.
"You're okay!" He turned his head and pointed his finger at a place in the void.
The human being who was just teleported over.
Chenhuangbei!
"The human holy body... is good. It is said to be very strong. It can rival the rare divine body of the saints. I really want to see it!"